They say be careful what you wish for. I, Sofia Ross, wished for a young, hot billionaire husband.Instead, I got a seventy-year-old wrinkled man with a potbelly, seven ex-wives, and every single thing I had ever prayed against. Just when I thought there was no escaping my fate, a hot billionaire came swinging by. Adrien Mercer.The world’s wet dream. A brooding devil in an expensive suit. I should have rejected him.Instead, I took the devil’s hand and let him save me. I didn’t know he was about to show me exactly why they called him a brooding devil. Because the moment I took Adrien Mercer’s hand, I started wishing I had stayed with my seventy-year-old husband instead. Especially when I realized the devil who came to save me was already married.

"Sign it." His voice was cold, sharp as steel. "Wait-there must be a mistake." "Sign the damn papers," he said, his voice low and razor-edged. I swallowed hard. My father's threats echoed in my mind: If you don't, you'll never see your son again. And I signed. Elizabeth Harper was never meant to marry him.He was danger dressed in a tailored suit, wealth wrapped in silence, power masked by cold blue eyes.A mistake, one signature in the wrong room, and now she's tied to Christian Reed, the ruthless billionaire known for destroying empires... including his own bloodline. She was supposed to be invisible, Obedient and disposable..

"Does your husband make you feel like this?" The question came from Kade – college hockey captain, tattooed fingers, and the kind of rough I'd only ever dreamed about. His voice was flat, almost bored, even as he had me pressed against a bathroom wall three towns away from the man I'd promised to love forever. I should have said no. I should have walked out. Instead, I pulled him closer. Now my husband is asking where I am. And I don't know if I can stop at just one night.

I was supposed to be his bride. Instead, I became his best friend’s wife.Seven years ago, the man I loved left me standing at the altar. Now he’s back… as the best man at my wedding to his closest friend. One is the CEO who saved me when I had nothing.
The other is the billionaire who left me with nothing but secrets. I swore I’d never look at him again. I swore I’d moved on. But every time his eyes find mine, I remember the love, the rage, the ruin. I can survive his absence.
But can I survive his return?

“You will always live in my dead wife’s shadow. I will never love you.” Those were my husband’s first words to me on our wedding day. Not I love you. Not welcome home. Just a cold promise I would spend the rest of my life paying for a crime I didn’t commit. And the worst part? He was right. I was deaf. Fat. Broken. Betrayed by everyone I had ever trusted. By the time Alexander Miller walked into my life, there wasn’t much of me left to destroy. I thought marrying him would give me stability, a fresh start. I didn’t know it would trap me in a house filled with a dead woman’s memories. Every time he touched me, he felt her. Even when he was buried deep inside me, he whispered her name like I was just a substitute for the wife he lost. All because I had her face. And he believed I had taken her life. He made sure I paid for it every single day. And when he finally learned the truth… I was already dead.